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Introduction
“Life’s Railway To Heaven” is more than just a song; it’s a journey, a reminder that our time on earth is a lot like a winding train ride through the ups and downs of life. Boxcar Willie, with his signature blend of warmth and authenticity, brings this old gospel tune to life in a way that makes you feel every word deep in your soul.
Listening to Boxcar Willie sing “Life’s Railway To Heaven” is like sitting down with an old friend who’s seen a lot of life and wants to share some wisdom. The song uses the metaphor of a train ride to describe our journey through life, with its challenges and triumphs, and ultimately, our hope of reaching a peaceful destination—heaven. Willie’s voice, full of grit and grace, captures the essence of this journey, making you reflect on your own path and where it might lead.
What makes this song special is how it resonates with anyone who’s ever faced a tough time and needed a reminder that there’s light at the end of the tunnel. It’s not just about the destination, but about how you navigate the tracks along the way. With every note, Boxcar Willie offers comfort and encouragement, making this song a timeless piece that continues to inspire.
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Lyrics
Life is like a mountain railway
With an engineer that’s brave
We must make the right connections
From the cradle to the grave
Watch the curves, the fill, the tunnels
Never falter, never quail
Keep your hand upon the throttle
And your eyes upon the rail
Blessed Savior, Thou will guide us
Till we reach that blissful shore
Where the angels wait to join us
In Thy praise for ever more
You will roll up grades of trial
You will cross the bridge of strife
See that Christ is your conductor
Of this lightning train of life
Always mindful of obstructions
Do your duty, never fail
Keep your hand upon the throttle
And your eyes upon the rail
Blessed Savior, Thou will guide us
Till we reach that blissful shore
Where the angels wait to join us
In Thy praise for ever more
As you roll across the trestle
Spanning Jordan’s swelling tide
You behold the Union Depot
Into which your train will drive
There you’ll meet the Superintendent
God, the Father, God, the Son
With the hearty, joyous plaudit
Weary pilgrims, welcome home
Blessed Savior, Thou will guide us
Till we reach that blissful shore
Where the angels wait to join us
In Thy praise for ever more